Your Pretty Face Is Going to Hell2013

Gary Bunda:
Uh, you wanted to see me?

Satan:
Gary, get in here!

Gary Bunda:
You must be Lee. Been seeing her around the office.

Satan:
Troy tells me that you two are living together, inside a shack, inside your television?!

Gary Bunda:
I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. Don't blame Lee. She's got nothing to do with it. I talked her into it. And I'm just --

Lee:
[whispers]

Gary Bunda:
Yeah, I'm -- I'm -- I'm -- I'm -- I'm not sorry.

Satan:
What?

Lee:
[whispers]

Gary Bunda:
I'm your most valued employee, right?

Lee:
[whispers]

Gary Bunda:
I can't even, I cannot do this...

Gary Bunda:
Lee and I are a platonic team together and we, uh...

Lee:
[whispers]

Gary Bunda:
We're dating.

Satan:
[laughs] Go on and date her.

Gary Bunda:
What?

Satan:
I don't give a sh*t. You got some real balls on you, Gary.

Gary Bunda:
Yes, they are very swollen.

Satan:
Yeah, they are.

Gary Bunda:
I think I sat on a bee. They do look bigger, right?

Satan:
Listen, I didn't care about you two hooking up. I just said no inter-office romance because she's got that curse, you know?

Gary Bunda:
What curse?

Satan:
The curse where you get elephantitis of the nut-sac when you have sex with her.

Gary Bunda:
But we can be open about dating each other?

Satan:
Oh, my gosh, of course! Send out the invitations!

Gary Bunda:
Yes! We did it! I love you, baby. [accidentally bumps his swollen balls while hugging Lee] Oh, ah, okay, alright. I got like, accidentally hard and it makes them hurt worse.